Babylon No More

Nothing matters you see
Not even when people
Are shouting, laughing
Questioning and are finally
Done throwing stones at me
Nothing matters anymore
I've been called a whore
Only the Lord knows
How many times before
Men have come and gone
Now, He's telling me
"from now on, go home
And sin no more"
I am on my knees smiling
Looking down at the writing
Done with a finger in the sand
I know it was left by his child
righteous hand
I nod hoping you too
Will understand.

" Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her".